Останній з Могікан
Chapter 11
Shewaiteduntilhehaddeparted,andthenturningtothenative,withthedignityofhersexinhervoiceandmanner,sheadded,"WhatwouldLeRenardsaytothedaughterofMunro?"
"Listen,"saidtheIndian,layinghishandfirmlyuponherarm,asifwillingtodrawherutmostattentiontohiswords;amovementthatCoraasfirmlybutquietlyrepulsed,byextricatingthelimbfromhisgrasp:"MaguawasbornachiefandawarrioramongtheredHuronsofthelakes;hesawthesunsoftwentysummersmakethesnowsoftwentywintersrunoffinthestreams,beforehesawapale-face;andhewashappy!ThenhisCanadafatherscameintothewoods,andtaughthimtodrinkthefire-water,andhebecamearascal.TheHuronsdrovehimfromthegravesofhisfathers,astheywouldchasethehuntedbuffalo.Herandowntheshoresofthelakes,andfollowedtheiroutlettothe‘cityofcannon.’Therehehuntedandfished,tillthepeoplechasedhimagainthroughthewoodsintothearmsofhisenemies.Thechief,whowasbornaHuron,wasatlastawarrioramongtheMohawks!"
"SomethinglikethisIhadheardbefore,"saidCora,observingthathepausedtosuppressthosepassionswhichbegantoburnwithtoobrightaflame,asherecalledtherecollectionofhissupposedinjuries.
"WasitthefaultofLeRenardthathisheadwasnotmadeofrock?Whogavehimthefire-water?whomadehimavillain?’Twasthepale-faces,thepeopleofyourowncolor.
